new year, old me.

There's something that I want to talk about but I just can't make myself write it all. I need to be mentally and emotionally prepared, I think. 

It's a new year. Still hate my job. Still hate some people at my work. And because I've been staying at home during the break, I just hate to go back to work and socialise like normal human again.  Now I gotta start the pretending again. I gotta fake everything again. I haven't even started but I'm already drained.

Can I just skip this part of my life? What is the point when the end is all the same? We're all gonna die anyway.